I was down at the beach last week and saw pods of dolphins on two different days. The first day there were about 30 of them in a cove and a few even came about 20 feet from shore, riding some of the waves as they were breaking. The sun was setting, and red-orange shards of light ran through the cove and over the dolphins as they played.
The second pod I observed on a different day. There were only about 10 of them and they were young, teenager type dolphins. They had paired up and were one of the most spread out pods I’ve ever seen. They lingered and only very slowly made their way down the beach, about 40 yards offshore.
After I observed the second pod, I thought of a pun to accurately describe what I was feeling. I too would like a porpoise-driven life.